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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Goderich Signal-Star, 1978-12-21, Page 38PAGE 14B—GODERICH SIGNAL -STAR, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 21, 1978 SILENT NIGHT Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, all is bright: Round yon Virgin Mother and Child, Holy Infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight; Glories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah. Christ, the Saviour, is born! Christ, the Saviour, is born! Silent night! Holy night! Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord, at They birth, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth. THE FIRST NOEL The first noel the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep. (Refrain) Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. They looked up and 'saw a star Shining in the east, beyond them far, And to the earth it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night. And by the light of the same star, Three wisemen came from country far; To seek for a king was their intent, And t� follow the star wherever it went. This star drew nigh to the north-west, O'er Bethlehem it took its rest, And there it did both stop and stay, Right over the place where Jesus lay. Then entered in those wisemen three, Full reverently upon the knee, And offered there, in His presence Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense. WE THREE KINGS OF ORIENT ARE it We three Kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder Star. (Refrain) 0 Star of Wonder, Star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light. Born a king of Bethlehem's plain, Gnliti bring to crown Him again; King forever, ceasing never, Over us 1,11 to reign. Frankincense to offer have I Incense owns a Deity high, Pray and praising, all men raising, Worship Him, God most High. Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice, Alleluia, Alleluia, •Earth to the heavens replies. WHILE SHEPHERDS WATCHED While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around. "Fear not," said He for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. "To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour,cwho is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign; And this shall be the sign: "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace: Good will henceforth from heav'n to men, Begin and never cease, Begin and never cease!" HARK THE HERALD ANGELS SING Hark the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new born King" Peace on earth, and mercy inild, God and sinners reconciled!" Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With the angeliC host, proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." (Refrain) Hark, the herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King." Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb, Veiled in flesh the Godhead see: Hail, the incarnate Deity, Pleased as Man with man to swell, Jesus, our Emmanuel! Hail, the heaven born Prince of peace! Hail, the Son of Righteousness! ' Light andile to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings, Mild He lays His glory by Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON HIGH Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing_their joyous strains. Goria in excelsis Deo, Gloria in excelsis Deo. Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song? Come to Bethlehem and see Him whose birth the angels sing. Come adore on bended knee Christ the Lord, the new born King. GOD REST YOU MERRY, GENTLEMEN God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas day, To save us all from Satan's pow'r When we were gone astray; 0 tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, 0 tidings of comfort and joy. From God, our heav'nly father, A blessed angel came; And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same; How that in Bethlehem was born The son of God by name "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let, nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." The shepherds at those tidings Reioiced much in mind, And left their flocks a feeding In tempest, storm, and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway, The Son of God to find. And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. 0 COME ALL YE FAITHFUL 0 come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, 0 come ye, 0 come ye, to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him Born, the King of angels; 0 come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizebsotheaVen aboVe, "Glory to God In the highest"; 0 come let us adore Him, • Christ the Lord. Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, • Born this happy morning; Jesus, to Thee be all glory given; Word of the Father, Now in the flesh appearing; 0 come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. AWAY INA MANGER Away in a Manger, No crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head. The stars in the bright sky Look down where He lay, The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing The Baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus No crying He makes I love Thee, Lord Jesus ; Look down from the sky, And stay by my side Until morning is nigh. Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay Close by me for ever, And love me, I pray, 13less all the dear child' en In Thy tender care, And fit us for Heaven, To live with Thee there. 0 HOLY NIGHT 0 holy night! The stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth; Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till he appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn; Fall on your knees, Oh, hear the angel voices! ' 0 night divine, 0 night when Christ was born! 0 night, 0 holy night, 0 night divine! GOOD CHRISTIAN MEN REJOICE Good Christian men, rejoice with heart, and soul, and VOiC6; Give ye heed to what we say: News! News! Jesus Christ is born today! Ox and ass before Him bow, and He is in the manger -how Christ is born today! Christ ls'born today! Good Chritian men rejoice with heart, and soul, and Voice; Now ye hear of endless bliss; Joy! Joy! Jesus Christ was born for this! Relath opened the heav'nly door, And man is blessed ever more. Christ Was born for this 1 Christ was born for this! „or 40' ..410 .410 .411P 40, 4/0' 61IPP 4113, ...p9P•APP. .40, APP APP • IT CAME UPON nug NouNicart OLEO It canigupqn the xdnight clear, That glorious song of old, From Angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of,gold : - "Peace on the earth, goodwill to mew, - From heaven's al),gracious King!" The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. Still through the cloven skies they come With peaceful wings unfurled: And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, Look now! for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing, 0 rest beside the weary road, And hear the angel sing. For lo, the days are hastning on, By prophet bards foretold, When with the ever circling years Comes round the age of gold; When peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendors fling, And the whole world give back the son Which now the angels sing. ANGELS FROM THE REALMS OF GLORY Angels from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth; Come and worhsip, come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. Shepherds, in the fields abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant Light; Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great Desire of nations ; Ye have seen His natal star; Come and worship, come and worship, Warship Christ, the new-born King. Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope an4 fear, Suddenly the Lord descending, In His temple shall appear; Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 0 LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM '• Olittle town of Bethlehem t.,--/As‘,-.4tiovrOtil we see thee .lie! Above Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in they dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary; And gathering all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. 0 morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth, And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth. How silently how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming; But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him, still The dear Christ enters in. g 0 Holy Child of Bethlehem, Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin, and enter in; Be born in us today. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell; 0 come to us abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel. WHAT CHILD IS THIS? What Child is this, who laid to rest, On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? (Refrain) This, this is Christ the King; Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babae, the Son of Mary! Why lies He in such mean estate, Where bx and ass are feeding? Good Christian, fear; for sinners here The silent word is pleading: Nails, spears, shall pierce Him through, The CrosS. He bore for me, for you; Hail, hail, the word made flesh, The Babe, the Son, of Mary! THE COVENTRY CAROL Lullay, Thou little tiny child, Bye, bye, lully, lullay, lullay, Thou little tiny Child Bye, bye, lully, lullay. 0 sisters, too, how may we do, For to preserve this day, This poor youngling for whom we sing? Bye, bye, lully, lullay. Herod, the King, in his raging, Charged he hath this day, His men of might, in his own right, All children young to slay. .4•10 40 .0.• 40' .400 •• Air POP aPP. 40. .00' Aili•••.00•.40 AV ••, \,\\ iteowinigoommAswuk